ah were do i start... This cat was my buddy for 12 years. Our relationship started when i was living with my mom the final year before she moved out. Tiger would always search me out when i was outside and would just come up to me and it always surprised me he never got hit by a car, or tore up cause he was declawed and always seemed to be happy when we would sit and id tell em what a pretty cat he was. I eventually found out it was my neighbors cat who just let em roam the streets which i never cared for people doing and wasnt surprised when the woman who owned em told me they had to move and i should take em cause they couldnt & would be forced to abandon him, the pleaseant thought in that is the fact she always saw me with him outside being nice to em and thats why i got the offer. I had at that point lived with my mom who had a dog and also a cat i still have ( Shadow ) and i knew my mom wouldnt go for it. So months went by, i never seemed to see em no more and the neighbors were gone. my mom split a few months after that and one day me, my wife who was my gf at the time along with shadow went up into our attic to clean out all the stuff my mom left and as soon as we get up their shadow starts freaking out and hissing and hair standing on end to come to find its tiger sitting their looking cute as he always did & never got excited even though his eventual brother was flaking out,lol I had the priveledge of 13 years with this cat i truly felt chose me, to get into my attic he had to get past a rotweiler and a doberman my downstairs neighbor had who always left her doors open, he was the kind of cat that had to check out everything and i always will question just how he got their. My ignorance as an owner contributed to him dying alot younger then ida liked, Tiger became diabetic about 2.5 yrs before passing, ( having a fat cat isnt good )suffered through diabetic necropathy of the back legs because we didnt identify it quick enough & all i can say was it was a tough year before he regain movement and was able to get places on his own again. I was glad he had some sort of independence before he passed away on me suddenly on feb 6th, 2008 Tiger got me through alot of tough times in my life & I cant say how much I miss him & how much I always will. R.I.P Big Guy